Chapter Three: Reunion
Carlisle had easily found Elizabeth in England a couple of days ago, he came asking her to be a witness at his family's hearing with the Volturi, and she—of course—could not deny her old friend.
Elizabeth was currently running through the forest in Forks, Washington, towards Carlisle's family's house, but stopped when she heard a howl coming from behind her. Elizabeth whipped her head towards the sound, but she didn't stop running; three huge wolves ran after growling. The topaz eyed vampire narrowed her eyes at them as she launched herself off a log and onto a high tree branch. She gracefully jumped from tree to tree until she crossed a stream. Glancing behind her to see that the wolves were still stood on the other side; afraid of a little water Elizabeth laughed to herself before continuing the run to the house.
When she arrived, three vampires stood there waiting for her. Her eyes quickly scanned over them; one had bronze/honey coloured hair, the middle one had short dark brown hair, while the last one she smiled at. "Carlisle, my dear old friend," she laughed, her voice coming out sounding like bells.
"Elizabeth, welcome, I hope the wolves did not give you too much trouble" he said grinning at the small red-head pulling her in for a hug.
"Of course not" she whispered returning his hug, the two of them pulled away when someone cleared their throat.
"Carlisle, who is this?" The one with bronze hair asked.
"Edward this is my old friend Elizabeth" Carlisle introduced her to them.
"I am here to witness at Carlisle's request, I can assume that you are the father to the hybrid?" Elizabeth asked with a gentle smile, Edward nodded and smiled in reply.
"I'm Emmet, welcome to the family kid" Emmet, the one with dark brown hair, said as he gave her a bear hug.
"Actually I am older than you by a lot…" She taunted smirking at him before turning to Edward, "may I meet her?"
The two of them went inside so that Elizabeth could meet the rest of the family, and the other covens. She knew almost everyone that was there, so it was nice to see some old friends again. Surprisingly she wasn't very worried about that battle tomorrow; as soon as her golden eyes landed on the half human and half vampire child, she had already fallen under the spell and knew that she would lay her life down to protect the child and Carlisle's family. "Hi, what's your name?" she asked bending down to be level with the girl. Instead of replying she put her hand up to her face and shown her images of her birth and her family calling her Renesmee.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Renesmee, my name is Elizabeth" the older vampire said knowing that everyone's eyes were on the pair. The hybrid smiled and hugged Elizabeth's legs causing her to tense up before she slowly went back to normal and wrapping her arms around Renesmee.
Later that night everyone was out camping, the air was tense as everyone was anxious about the next day; different scenarios started to fill Elizabeth's mind, that's one of her biggest flaws, she always overthinks things which just makes her worry more. "We'll be fine, don't worry. It won't come to a fight" Carlisle reassured her knowing exactly what was going on in her mind.
"But if it does, I will fight. I owe you that much" she smiled in return letting him pull her into a hug, "and if something does happen; thank you for always being there for me and I love you so much, you are the closest thing I have to a brother, since I lost mine" she murmured into his chest.
"Nothing is going to happen, Beth" he answered hugging her tighter.
"You don't know that" she replied, if she was still human she knew that tears would be gathering in her eyes ready to fall at the next blink.
"I wouldn't let anything happen to you" he whispered, she gave him a sad smile before he stood up and walked to his mate; Esme, she was nice. Elizabeth sighed as she leant against a hard tree, everything in her vampire life has been a mystery, she has many questions and yet no-one to answer them; why was she turned? Who is her creator? Will she ever find out? Carlisle had found his mate and looks happy, in love. Why can't she have that?
Soon the night fell and people began to sit around the camp fire, telling stories about the wars they have seen/been in. Elizabeth had been in loads and was so close to killing Hitler but someone else had gotten to him first; see in school you were taught that Hitler had killed himself but Elizabeth was there, she knows exactly what happened. But she didn't tell them, stayed in her own bubble not trusting people much since she trusted the townsmen and that didn't turn out so well for her; she didn't even get to say goodbye to her family… She shook her head attempting to rid the thoughts of her past but instead found herself worrying about tomorrow. Will it turn into a fight? Will we lose anyone? Would the Volturi kill us all? With each question she asked herself she could see Edward flinch, shouldn't be reading my mind then she thought bitterly.
But yet why was she looking forward to this fight, as if it will change her life, for the better—maybe—or for the worse?
